Heaven Dou Empire, deep within the imperial palace.
Inside an extremely secluded side hall.
Golden light surged through the air like a rising tide, and a sacred, solemn aura filled every inch of the space.
A "young man" sat cross-legged. It was Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe.
Though she still looked like the refined and gentle Crown Prince, the Soul Power fluctuations swirling around her had long since surpassed the Soul King realm.
A clear, ringing hum sounded.
Six Soul Rings rose and pulsed beneath her feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.
It wasn't the optimal configuration, but the pressure of a Soul Emperor was undeniably real.
Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes, a hint of delight flashing through her golden gaze.
"At last... level sixty."
She gently clenched her fist, feeling the surging power within her.
Over the years, while lying low in the Heaven Dou Empire, she had not only dealt with complicated political affairs but also had to maintain her disguise at all times. Her time for cultivation had been severely limited.
Even so, thanks to the extraordinary talent of her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, she had still reached the Soul Emperor realm at her age.
"I wonder how that guy is doing now."
Qian Renxue rose and walked to the window, gazing toward Spirit City.
Lin Qiu's face came to mind, with its ever-present, lazy, and infuriating grin.
When they had last met, Lin Qiu had been strong, but not absurdly so.
"Now that I've broken through to Soul Emperor, I should be able to close the gap between us a little, right?"
Qian Renxue's lips curved into a confident smile.
She was a heaven-blessed prodigy. No matter how much she liked Lin Qiu, the competitive streak in her bones had never gone out.